She had to fight back. She had to try something... Anything... Just anything that can work and rescue her from this situation she was in...
As the woman closed in, Shuyin did the only thing she could think of, she swung, a wild, desperate punch with all her fear and anger behind it.
Her fist suddenly connected with the woman's jaw.
The impact sent shock waves up Shuyin's arm as pain exploded in her knuckles.
For one brief moment, the arena fell silent. She had actually swung a punch at her?
The massive woman's head had barely moved, Shuyin's punch was like a cat's scratch.
She stood there, absorbing the hit like it was nothing more than a mosquito bite. Then slowly, deliberately, she turned her face back to Shuyin.
Her terrible smile widened gazing at her sinisterly.
"That's it?" she growled. "That's all you got, princess?"
The crowd exploded into jeers and laughter mocking her...
"She's dead!"
"Nice try, rich girl!"
"Should've kept running!"
